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Strawberry Erotica
Sweet, Sensational, I glide my fingers down her skin, Barely but softly touching her sweet soaked flesh, As I feel beneath I gently kiss the firm of her body, I look at my loved one and think of the pleasures she could endure. I decide to test the limits of her sensuality but before I do, I think a little fun, I spread the mint Ice-cream all over her, but before I slowly lick it off, I watch as the cold feeling make’s her skin harden, I start there. My tongue runs in smooth circular motions around the cold of her skin, I slowly kiss and then suck at the half melted cream that is now running, Down to her forbidden parts, Forbidden to all but me, I take advantage. My lips now wet from her desire for me to taste her, I dwell on this moment, Could this be any better? Or course it can, I haven’t finished yet. I take her to the kitchen an sit her on the side, I look at her and smile, As I open the fridge and pop the Champaign, I feel the excitement from her body. I drape her in cold Champaign and rub the sweet liquid into her skin, I can no longer contain my urges, I place her to my lips and with untamed anticipation I bite into her, Her juices gush into my mouth as a feeling of admiration rushes through me. Then I take mercy on her as I finish her off, I walk back into my living room, I sit down and look at my loved one, I offer the last sweet strawberry to her. As she puts it to her mouth… she turns to me and smiles… Oh yes.. Here we go again…
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